Lockdown diarrhea (verbally)

Buckle up Buttercup, this is going to be a long one

I have so much to say and so many thoughts and ideas around the corona and since everything just melts into one, I can’t seem to split this into two or more posts.  So, grab a cup of coffee and banana loaf (can’t believe this is actually trending on twitter) and dive into my mind.

The world has gone crazy.   In case you’ve missed it, here are some of the headlines to prove it.  Being an overthinker always forces me to look at both sides of the story, so for each, I have 2 arguments.

Sex workers want to be included as “essential services” and be allowed to work
Suzy, if everyone must stay home, you won’t have clients in any case.  So, give your “job” a rest for a while, I’m sure everyone will manage just fine without you.  Husbands will be with their wives and the single ones, well, there is always Mrs Palm.  They will survive
I don’t think anyone becomes a sex worker by choice.  I think it must be one of the hardest, most soul-destroying things to do.  May God give that I am never in the position where selling my body to feed my family is the only choice I have.  I get that for them it too is a matter of no work, no pay.  They don’t have the benefit of applying for UIF and they may not survive

Homeless demands better food and drugs.
I get why people on the street would need drugs to send themselves into oblivion just in order to forget where they are and what little hope they have.  I get that.  Unless we can set up detox centers where they are weaned of the drugs over a period of time (as is done in Europe), I can see a lot of druggies going cold turkey during this time.  I’ve never needed to go cold turkey on anything (even though I may have an impending cigarette cold turkey if Government maintains that cigarettes are banned during lockdown) but from what I understand it is not a pleasant experience.  Perhaps, however, this is an opportunity to get clean.  

I found this one to ring very true for me: “People out there making jokes about couples’ survivor, but this is real life, you guys. “Til death do us part” might really mean “I’ll fucking kill you for the last cigarette, don’t try me.”

Tamaryn Shepherd@ExMi (my new favorite person on Twitter)

What good does getting clean do, however, when you have nowhere to go when all is said and done and life goes back to, albeit a slightly changed, normal?  Well, there are shelters, but since most shelters expect you to stay clean and sober, a lot of homeless chooses to not go that route. 
I guess it just really peeves me off that Government is doing all they can, yet still, instead of being grateful for being taken off the street in this time, being fed and having the ability to clean yourself up, some still feel it’s not good enough. Can we please handle one crisis at a time?  Perhaps this too will highlight the areas where we are failing the most vulnerable and provide ground for some much-needed change.

Then there are the conspiracy theories

This, ladies and gentlemen, is me if I hear one more conspiracy theory

“If I hear one more conspiracy theory, I’m going to explode”. I have to agree with that. While some of conspiracy theories out there carry some weight, most of them are just downright ridiculous.

Here is a collection of them to wrap your head around:


Conspiracy Theories – continued

Whichever way it started, the ones that ring most true to me is this:
Create a virus, lockdown society, spin the economy upside down, bankrupt business and countries, buy them up one by one – world domination, one world order…. The end is near, whether you choose to believe it or not, that is entirely up to you.  The more I look at what’s going on, however, the more Revelations comes to mind. 

In the end, I don’t think we will ever know how or why or where this really started and what the end-goal was.  Sure, there will be some “breaking news” somewhere with proof of it all, but whose proof will it be?  To any story there is always my side, your side and the truth…  

One thing is certain: the world economy will never be the same again. I think it is safe to say that the world as we know it has forever been changed. My work has adopted the “no work no pay” take on it. Luckily, they are applying for the UIF benefits for this (R3 500.00) but how long that’s going to take, no-one knows. What happens if the lockdown is extended, no-one knows. What happens when the money runs out, no-one knows.

Amongst all the madness, this is a time to stop and think.  To take stock.  Time for a time-out

Remember the time when your alarm would go off in the morning and you’d wish that you could just have a life where you could wake up on your own accord, without an alarm?  Remember the time when you would wish you could just stay at home and not have to go anywhere and not see anyone and just be … on your own … without someone popping in or you having to go somewhere?

Well, that time is now and it’s not at all what I imagined it to be.

I think for the first time ever I understand why a time-out for a toddler is actually punishment and not just a sanity tool to prevent you from murdering your 3 year old when they’ve managed to find that very last nerve at the end of a long day

I think the world and God (perhaps) have given us all one massive timeout.  Apparently, we need time to sit and think about what we are doing.  To ourselves, to those around us, to strangers, to the world, to the economy.  Time to think about our purpose.  Why are we here really?  Now, more than ever I am convinced that there is more to life and the way we’ve been living it than getting up and going to work.

There is something psychological about not being allowed to go somewhere or do something.  21 Days while on holiday is different from 21 days of lockdown.  It’s the same period, spend with the same people, but… different. 

When we go on holiday, we are busy all the time.  We go out and do things, we play games and go shopping, we go to the beach and see friends.  We are busy all the time.  21 Days go by in the blink of an eye

In everyday life, we too are busy all the time.  There is work and meetings and traffic and shopping and homework and gym and social commitments, the list goes one.  21 Days go by in the blink of an eye

We are so busy living our lives and doing what we must that we “miss” the people around us.  We don’t really connect.  Then, when we are forced to connect, it’s like we must get to know each other all over again.  We live our lives side by side every day, but being confined to the same space doing the same thing with the same people for 21 days, things could become interesting once cabin fever sets in.

It’s strange how the human psyche works.  For most, being told you cannot do this or that will most definitely invoke a response of “You bet? Let me show you!”  Ask me, I know.  That’s how I started smoking – dumbest “I’ll show you” of my life. 

For introverts, it is much easier to a degree, but extroverts really struggle.  Use technology, phone, message, video call your extrovert friends.  Check-in on them, they may need it now more than you can imagine

Mental health in these times is precisely why violence (both domestic and out of pure desperation and fear) and abuse is at the forefront of my concerns at the moment. An abuser will always find a reason. Cabin fever is nothing less than fuel to an already volatile situation.

A close second on my list of concerns is what will happen when peoples’ money and food run out? I expect to see a lot of rioting and looting happening in our near future, especially if the lockdown period is extended, which in itself is a possibility unless people start to listen and just stay the XXXX home!

My third and final concern (for the time being) is how quickly the virus will spread now that it has hit both Khayelitsha and Alexandra townships.  The appalling living conditions of many people in SA are a breeding ground for this pandemic to explode. Add to that the high number of people with TB and HIV/Aids and I expect to see a disaster.  Decisive action is needed by the Government at this time in the townships in order to stop the virus from spreading like wildfire.

On a lighter note, I have to agree with some of the social media posts doing the rounds

“Some parents are finally going to find out that the teacher was not the problem after all” My son has taken the self-isolation thing next level. He’s always been an introvert so this is heaven for him. We honestly only see him at mealtimes. That’s gotta change. Soon… O, and does anyone speak “teenage” around here? I could really use some help. If I have to hear one more thing about Minecraft and red stone… please refer to how I feel about conspiracy theories above

@saltyamas – Someday our kids will have kids. Those kids will complain that they’re bored and want to go somewhere. So our kids will tell their kids about the time they couldn’t leave their house for a month because of a pandemic. This is our kids’ “2-mile walk in the snow uphill” moment.

My dogs have gone ballistic. They can’t seem to figure out why I haven’t left the house in 5 days and since there is no one walking their dogs for them to bark at, they’ve taken to barking at the birds. Have you noticed how many birds there are around these days? Not my imagination.

OK, enough for now. Time to feed the dogs and get to work.

Stay safe!

Author: nanuschka

I am a free spirit born in the Free State, 20 years to late. I am Ying and Yang. I am the girl next door who prefers daisies and peace rallies, but can just as easily rock at a rally. I love all things Latin and am sure that in my previous life (if that existed) I was Spanish. The dark side of me, however, tells me that I lived in Mother Russia. I am an over thinker par excellence , in constant search of answers to all things that makes us human. What we do and, more importantly, why we do it. I hope you enjoy my rambles and would love to hear from you. If you like it here, please come back, comment and share. If not, let me not waste another second of your time. All I ask is that you respect my space, be constructive and leave negativity at the door. There is enough of that in this world we live in and yes, in my head too sometimes. Not everything here will be liked or agreed with. Some of it will be downright rude, crazy and straight forward. Not everyone will like me and what goes on in my head, but this is my life and my space. Enjoy the ride

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